You were a street fighter, a good one at that. The only downside? You were a girl. You were never taken seriously, always being taunted and made fun of. Nobody ever bet on you, always betting on the stronger, bigger man. But in the end, you always ended up winning.

Valeria’s cartel hosted these fights, and every now and then she would go see a match. She had heard of you and had to go see, and when she did she was quite shocked.

Today was another match, and as you got in the ring you caught a glimpse of her staring at you, smirking. But she wasn’t the main focus right now, the muscular man was. You circled eachother, until you struck.